After arriving at the North Gate, looking at the greatly changed scenery in front of her, Wen Zhigu's mood was a little complicated. It was precisely because of these changes that she became more and more aware. The past is the past, and no one can go back to the past...
Wen Zhigu originally wanted to lead Ji Xubai to her former home, but not long after taking Ji Xubai away, she felt a little confused. The streets and buildings here had undergone great changes. …
It is completely different from the North Gate in my memory...
In the end, Ji Xubai asked her general direction and asked passers-by for directions. After struggling for a long time, he finally found her original home.
But that can't be called a home. The small courtyard has been abandoned for many years. The door was tilted sideways by the wind and rain, and creaked softly due to the wind. The door panel was still wrapped with spider silk. The yard inside has long been overgrown with weeds.
Ji Xubai turned around and glanced at Wen Zhigu: "Do you want to go in?"
Wen Zhigu looked at him, pursed his lips, and nodded.
But if Ji Xubai didn't let her in, she wouldn't go in.
However, Ji Xubai let go of her hand and said, "Don't move yet, wait for me."
As Ji Xubai spoke, he went to pick up a branch from the tree outside the courtyard, walked to the door and dusted off all the cobwebs, then opened the door. After entering, he pushed the weeds that were almost growing on his body to both sides. Open, make way for a feasible way, and then turn back to meet Wen Zhijiu.
Wen Zhigu stood at the door, looked at the dust on his sleeves, silently reached out and gently brushed the dust off his body, and then followed him in.
"It's different from before." After walking around the yard and looking at each house, Wen Zhigu sighed and said, "It must have been lived in by someone else. There is no trace of the past."
Ji Xubai touched her head.
"Don't touch... like a child."
Ji Xubai ruffled her hair again and said gently: "People always have to look forward. If there are no traces of the past, there will be no traces of the past. There is no need to feel pity. It is more important to cherish what is in front of you, right?"
Wen Zhigu had no choice but to lean into his arms and said, "You are right."
"Then let's go back, okay?"
Wen Zhigu couldn't help but laugh, "How worried are you about the baby? It's really nothing."
Ji Xubai told her seriously, "I'm worried because you haven't had a good rest all day."
Wen Zhigu looked at him, curled his lower lip, and nodded, feeling reasonable, "Okay, I reluctantly went back with my husband."
Ji Xubai then smiled, "I'll carry you back."
Wen Zhiyu could walk on his own, and he wasn't so pretentious that he had to carry it back. But in order to prevent him from worrying too much, Wen Zhiyu still leaned on his back and let him carry him out.
"Am I heavy?" Wen Zhigu asked casually while lying on his back.
"no."
Wen Zhigu touched the back of his neck, changed his position to a more comfortable position, closed his eyes slightly and said, "When I show my pregnancy in a few months, it will be heavy."
"Then I can learn from it by memorizing it."
"The belly is like a ball, bulky and ugly."
"My wife is not ugly, she is quite a bit stupid, and I can carry her no matter what."
Wen Zhigu lay on top of him and laughed to death, "You are so stupid..."
Ji Xubai sounded quite sweet, so he said lightly "Yeah", "They are both stupid, so they are husband and wife."